Demons

Detention Pt:1

"Potter, organize all the books alphabetically, after you're done, organize the ingredients by how much there is of each."

"Of course sir"

"Malfoy, answer my question from earlier. Once you're done, organize the potion recipes by order of deadliness."

"Granger, since you have time to stare at your shoes, you can polish the room so you can look at them in the reflection.
I will be leaving for a meeting with headmistress McGonagall. I expect you to behave. I will return to dismiss you."

As he left, the trio shot each other quick glances. Hermione had already started her work as the boys glared at each other menacingly.

20 minutes later

Malfoy wanted to throw up. The rotting paper of the recipes mixed with the smell of spilled ingredients was enough smell to kill a man. He was only about one third through and he could barely take it anymore.

Harry was beginning to question all his life choices as he took one look at the potion ingredients. The smell was strangely close to the smell of the troll he killed in first year. He began to take them all out for organizing when one slipped through his hands.

As he looked, he realized he dropped the wormwood. Which they would need tomorrow in class. He suddenly dreaded Professor Snape coming back from his meeting.

Hermione was beginning to feel funny from the amount of polish she was inhaling. But she swore on Crookshanks that the potions classroom would sparkle like a freshly cleaned diamond chandelier

One hour later

As the unlikely few to be together finished their work. Professor Snape had still not returned.

" We should just leave," Draco exclaimed dramatically. "He can't keep us here all nig-

"Actually I can Mr.Malfoy. And I don't
want to waste my time so I wouldn't advise making me do it." Snape said bluntly.

Snapes figure towered over Draco's smaller frame. Draco quickly turned around, almost petrified as his dull,gray eyes met Snapes cold brown ones.

The students slowly backed away as Snape inspected the room. Judging every crevice as if it were a competition.

As he got to Harry's books, he scoffed. Although perfectly neat and correctly ordered, it was not good enough for the Professor. He threw the books down and demanded he do it again.

He then looked at the ingredients. No doubt making sure that Harry hadn't taken anything to make potions in the bathroom again.

"Where is the wormwood Potter"
He snarled, saying Potter like it left a bad taste in his mouth.

"I dropped it sir" Harry replied shaking, he feared Snape in this moment more than he did Voldemort himself.

Instead of taking away points, or assigning more work, Snape just muttered indistinctly to himself. Most likely cursing Harry, his children, and their future pets. 

Hermione and Draco were dismissed and sprinted to the door. As they walked to their rooms, neither of them said a word. But they looked at each other as they heard the familiar thud of a footstep.

Once they saw the dark figure, they sprinted ran to the old head dorm. As they approached the door, so did the figure. It slowly crept closer as they closed the door.

Hermione made note of it's features. Broad shoulders, at least six foot, etc. a man most likely. But as Hermione was lost in her own brain, Draco was making a plan.

He knew exactly who the figure was. And it was someone who he did not want to see. Before Hermione could process what was happening, Draco lifted her over his shoulder to her room as she pounded on his back demanding to know what he was doing.

Once she was locked in her room, Draco grabbed his wand and mentally prepared himself for what he knew was about to begin. As he exited the room, he was greeted with nothing but the empty corridor of Hogwarts.

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Who do you think the figure is? Whoever's right will get a dedication in the chapter that reveals it.

-DramionePhan